From Qiao Zhen's perspective, the coffee cup and Shen Yan's arm were blocking her view, making it impossible for her to continue working on the PPT.

"Thank you, Miss Shen. I'll drink it in a bit." She could only reach for the coffee cup.

The instant her hand touched the coffee cup, Shen Yan's hand suddenly trembled violently, and coffee splashed out from the drinking hole, landing on the back of Shen Yan's hand.

"Ouch..." Shen Yan screamed in pain as the coffee cup slipped from her fingers and fell onto Qiao Zhen's lap.

Soon, the brown liquid spread across a large area of ​​the light-colored skirt.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault..." Shen Yan apologized repeatedly, her eyes red with anxiety, like a pitiful little rabbit.

"No way, I clearly saw Qiao Zhen deliberately push her, it wasn't Miss Shen's fault at all."

After watching the play for a while, the colleagues couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"Yeah, look at Qiao Zhen's innocent face, how can she be so shameless..."

"How shameless! How dare they use such despicable means to hurt Miss Shen!"

Qiao Zhen didn't hear her colleagues' chatter. She quickly picked up her coffee cup, threw it into the trash can, and then prepared to wipe it with a tissue.

Before she could even touch the bag, a hand snatched it away right in front of her.

"I need to wipe it off quickly, did it burn you?" Shen Yan's voice was trembling with tears. She hurriedly unzipped the bag and turned it inside out so the opening was facing down.

With a series of crashing sounds, everything in the bag fell onto the desk.

The colleagues suddenly remembered something and all looked at the pile of things.